6. By all his works above His honours be exprest; But saints, who taste his saving love, Should sing his praises best. 79. P. M. NEEDHAM. 1. COME, all my powers, unite Of life and light the spring: The earth and heavens obey thy nod. 2. All ye in heaven that dwell, Him first and last and best With cheerful voice extol: He feels no change, nor fears an end; His greatness who shall comprehend? 3. Thou sun, of this great world Both eye and quickening soul, Whose beams extensive reach The north and southern pole, Thy greater Lord rejoice to praise, Who deck'd thy orb with golden rays. 4. Thou moon, fair queen of night, Who meet'st the orient sun, Now, hastening in thy course, His nearest beams dost shun: Praise him who all thy wanderings guides, And bade thee rule the swelling tides. 5. Ye creatures chief in rank, For whom earth, teeming, smiles, And ever-bounteous heaven In choicest gifts distills; Ye that may God your father call, "Crown the great hymn," be tongue for all. BEGIN, my soul, the exalted lay, To swell the inspiring theme. 2. Thou heaven of heavens, his vast abode, 3. Ye deeps, with roaring billows rise 4. Wake, all ye soaring throngs, and sing; To him who shaped your finer mould, 5. Let man, by nobler passions sway'd, Till heaven's broad arch ring back the sound, 81. L. M. God the universal benefactor. 1. GOD of the universe, whose hand 2. How vast the region, where thy will Existence, form and order gives; Pleased the wide cup with joy to fill For all that grows, and feels, and lives. 3. Lord, while we thank thee, let us learn Those praise thee best whose bosoms burn To spread the gifts from thee that flow. 4. So at the awful hour of change Our souls the bonds of death shall tear, Through the whole starry vast to range, Thy bounty to admire and share. 82. c. M. FLEXMAN. God our constant benefactor. 1. GREAT God! to thee our grateful tongues United thanks shall raise: Inspire our hearts to tune the songs Which celebrate thy praise. 2. From thine almighty forming hand 3. Thy power, our ever present guard, While numerous dangers hover round, 4. Beneath the shadow of thy wings 5. In celebration of thy praise May we employ our breath! 83. L. M. DODDRIDGE. God our refuge through all generations. 1. THOU, Lord, through every changing scene Their pleasing home, their safe abode. 2. In thee our fathers sought their rest; 3. Lo, we are risen, a feeble race, 4. Through all the thorny paths we trace When friends desert and foes invade, |